On a recent trip to San Antonio, I couldn’t resist picking up some little maracas and a toy sombrero for Tate...Rob thought I was nuts and said, in an exasperated tone, “surely you don’t plan to dress him up for Cinco de Mayo?!?!” The challenge was on...and don’t call me Shirley.

So today I surprised Rob...I pulled out the maracas and sombrero, added one fiesta-worthy placemat with a hole cut for his head, put the radio on a local Spanish station, and we had ourselves a little “Tito the Bandito” just in time for Cinco de Mayo!